The problem with spending this much time away from posting is that it is, much like a distant, lapsed friendship, always difficult to find the point to start. Do we talk photo shoots, Stanley Cups, Arthur Danto? Or maybe the TV show Werewolf, finding the right lump charcoal, replacing the turntable I left back in SF? And what exactly is it with my obsession over learning Hungarian anyway?
Life, as they say, gets in the way. Between moving, co-habitating, the supreme exhaustion in working a graveyard schedule and trying to still find time to write my own stuff, not to mention the resulting despondency from having two teams lose in their respective championship games on the same day, these all matter. And they have gotten in the way, as it were. But this is not to say I have not been either missing you or forgotten you, faithful readers. It is to say that more posts will be forthcoming.
I'm planning a photo dump of some of the material I've shot in the interim months. And I'll post up one or two pieces I wrote for no reason whatsoever other than I wanted to write them. And the full breakdown of Werewolf (I was not kidding) and why it desperately needs to be rebooted, BSG-style. Also a few book reviews, maybe another film when it's been shot/edited. These will all come.
But for now, I'll have to tide you over with a pair of podcasts I've become absolutely enamored with: The Partially Examined Life and Bookfight.
As some of you may be aware, I enjoy philosophy. I'm terrible at it, but a good conversation about metaphysics, ethics, aesthetics, these all exhaust me. Inspire me, but exhaust me nonetheless. This is where TPEL fits. Four former philosophy graduate students basically do a book club format of a different reading per month, and the conversations can tend to the long (I believe they have had only one that's been less than one hour), but tonally, they nail it with a mix of humor, insight, and a lot of rage at the text.
As for Bookfight, it seems to be weekly, with two editors from the lit mag Barrelhouse breaking down a different book in a nearly weekly discussion. The nice thing: they rage as well. They hold nothing back, they let their joys or their disappointments or their resentments out, and meanwhile have one of the better discussions about craft I've heard in a podcast.
But really, they rage. When appropriate. And that's a good thing.
Anyway, I'm saluting all the readers who have maxed out their allotment of patience waiting for installments. Stay tuned.
